Let Me Save You

Chapter 22

I woke up with in intense pain in my lower stomach, and got up from the couch. My clothes were all over the floor, I picked everything up, and got dressed. I looked around and it seemed that I was alone. Great. I walked around a little in the weird, abandoned, house looking place. I reached, what seemed to be a kitchen at one time, and saw a piece of old napkin scribbled on. The note read:

     Em, I will be back shortly, so don't go running off. Even if you did run, I'd find you. (; -Drew  

Fantastic. So, he's somewhere, and I'm here for who knows how long. Great. Plus, to make it even better, I have no contact to a phone, I left mine in the car, back at the hospital. "I'm not just going to stay here. I can't" I spoke to myself aloud. I grabbed my shoes that were chucked in the living area, and hedded out the door. "I have to find my way back." I kept reminding myself as I kept walking.

I heard a car engine roll up beside me, but I was too scared to look. I don't really know if I wanted to see who was in the driver seat. "Emily! Where do you think you're going, babe?" 

I ran.

By the way he said it, I really couldn't tell who it was. Yet, my instincts took over, and I kept running. I heard a car door slam, and heavy running behind me, I knew he would catch me, I'm absolute shit when it comes to running. I heard him get closer, closer, closer, and- "Gotcha'!" He exclaimed. He quickly wrapped his arms around my waist, picked me up, and carried me to the car. "No! Put me down you ignorant bastard! I hate you! Put. Me. Down!" I was thrashing, scratching, and screaming. Drew was smart. Bring me out here where no one could ever hear any girls scream. I tried to kick him in the crotch again, but he felt me jolt forward, getting ready to swing back, and he closed his legs. "Listen here, knock this running shit off. You have no idea where you are, and I don't need you wondering off. Get in the car." He sounded so in control, and I would lie if I said I didn't like that a little bit, but he is way too forceful. 

He placed me right beside the car, my back up to the passenger side door, and both his arms were beside my head, just in case I wanted to give running another go. "Why did you do this? Everything! Why did you, basically, rape me last night?! What the hell is wrong with you! You must be really fucked up, and I don't want to be some 'play toy' that you think you could use everytime you're in need, okay?!" I couldn't keep my voice down to save my life, and maybe I should of. I had no idea what was coming next, but it surprised me like you wouldn't believe.